AURORA is one of my favorite artists, so hearing her in something related to WoW made me ridiculously happy. This felt so special to me, and Blizzard really outdid themselves this time.

And as always, Illidan 😍

Meanwhile at Haris Pilton Entertainment Corp...

Trixany: Oh gods, my one o'clock is here! I am so... not prepared for this meeting.

Illidan: Afternoon. Is this a brown bag meeting or catered? *sits at her desk, slips on his glasses*

Trixany: You wear glasses!

Illidan: Well. I presume I may have to do some reading at this meeting. Review terms of my Blizzard contract, perhaps...

Trixany: You look handsome! I mean, normal. Like a nice, normal guy who looks great in his glasses.

Illidan: Thank you. *begins taking his lunch out of the bag*

Trixany: ... ... Is that a tuna sandwich? A normal tuna sandwich??!

Illidan: Well, the souls of fel orcs are hard to get canned down at the local market. *smirks*

Trixany: Potato chips?? Wait, are those fel.

Illidan: Sour cream and onion. Uh, would you like some?

Trixany: This is--this is just so nice and fascinating! Illidan Stormrage in normal guy glasses eating a normal guy lunch!

Illidan: I mean, Tyrande packed it for me. She always does. It's no big deal.

Trixany: Hold on--ARE YOU AND TYRANDE???

Illidan: No, absolutely not. She is my sister-in-law. I'm only staying with my brother Malfurion for a little while until they finish renovating my place.

Trixany: ...Oh.

Illidan: Yeah, that creepy lusting after my brother's wife thing is just for the screen. We settled that ages back, while we were practically teenagers. I hate to think of how hotheaded I was back then.

Trixany: ... So. You're just gonna eat your lunch at my desk? Like a normal person.

Illidan: I mean, until this meeting starts. *munches politely*

Trixany: ... ...

Trixany: How can my life be wild and yet boring at the same time!

Illidan: *takes out a smoking green cylinder, places it on the desk by his sandwich*

Trixany: Aha!! I knew it. That's fel magic, isn't it?

Illidan: It's a green plaid thermos full of hot tea.

Trixany: You know, you being so normal is very attractive, Illidan. Like you're accessible now. It's like finding out what Sire Denathrius really wants deep down isn't dismantling reality; he craves a two-bedroom house, kids and a front lawn.

Illidan: Denathrius? He and I have the same barber, you know. My guy cuts his hair, too. We ran into each other last week. Almost didn't see him at first, until he held the door open for me and introduced himself. Really kind guy.